Sometimes I stare at him when he doesn’t even notice. I examine every detail of his rugged face. A face that speaks a thousand words. Or maybe a million. A face that shows a life well lived. And so much of life yet to live. Sometimes,…
Sometimes I stare at him when he doesn’t even notice. I examine every detail of his rugged face. A face that speaks a thousand words. Or maybe a million. A face that shows a life well lived. And so much of life yet to live. Sometimes,…
